earth. Part Two

earth.

Mother earth and the Hermit Crab

PAGE ONE

Panel One: A hermit crab crawls along a desolate, sea creature strewn beach on a South Pacific island. The lashing waters are gray, and the degree of decomposition varies on land, which still serves as a temporarily edible paradise for simple creatures. The hermit crab scuttles along, quick and sure of himself. His shell is surprisingly intact, barely marked, and with two rich swirls of milk and dark chocolate going very well with his crusty, peanut-hued insect body. The skies are eerie, bright colors flashing storm clouds and violence. The beaches are drowning in water, no longer beaches but shallow ponds, leaving fish dying — some in the puddles of rotten filth inside a dead whale’s body, which is being invaded by anything still living. Each panel herein is very visually descriptive, showing with every stroke the pulsing effort of Hershey’s survival.

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His name was Hershey and he was a nine year

old Somalian girl’s favorite pet.

Panel Two: A longer shot, pulling back to see the state of the ocean, which is wild, lightning streaked, the wind a series of separate tornadoes whipping at each other in the distance. We can see a much broader scale of the disaster. Here in paradise birds float, their legs and necks broken, their bodies bent in many pecked apart shapes. Frogs and swarms of insects are at war over claims for the dead.